Chapter 851: Chapter 282: Dog Life Matters Most_3
It’s not like I haven’t seen the Divine Soldiers before.
You could’ve done it with a single thought, yet you insisted on chanting a spell and striking a pose.
Such theatrics.
"Brother Garlic, I can’t stand you!"
Su Yue stood expressionless.
This person is truly annoying.
"In combat, there’s no need for posing; it’s easy to get targeted by other races. I’m helping you!"
Zhao Qian’en looked over at Yang Lezhi and the others.
He hoped to use Su Yue as a negative example to show them the battlefield’s harshness and unpredictability.
"Oh, coming up with a spell does seem cooler. Why didn’t I think of that? My combat strategy needs a slogan too."
Yang Lezhi slapped his forehead.
"My sword will be called ’One Stroke Cold Light Shines on the Divine Land,’ giving it a touch of grandeur!"
Meng Yang was also in thought.
"From now on, all my moves should have a ’dragon’ character in them.
"Maybe I should change my stage name to Bai Aotian?"
Bai Xiaolong muttered.
"Are you all crazy? Idiots, have you all gone mad?"
Zhao Qian’en was utterly defeated by this group.
How did this bunch of simpletons manage to cultivate to such a level?
Is it really all due to luck?
"Hmph, I, Bai Aotian, live my life without needing to explain to you."
Bai Xiaolong held his index and middle fingers together, then pointed at Zhao Qian’en, his face blank like a legendary hero.
"I, Meng Liangchen, will destroy you, and what difference does it make!"
Meng Yang also stared coldly at Zhao Qian’en.
Simpletons!
This is a group of simpletons!
Zhao Qian’en had solid proof!
"Alright, joking is fine for a while, but let’s not overdo it like idiots.
"The Scab Beast Demon Emperor personally notified Su Batian to let us go to the cave to pack up. The cave is full of belongings of Death Warriors, both from other races and humans. Let’s hurry and check it out."
Su Yue walked over and said.
Crunch!
Zhao Qian’en heard the sound of his heart breaking.
Are all young people today this eccentric?
Bai Aotian, Meng Liangchen, Su Batian—just one more and they’ll name one Sun Tian.
What on earth did Heaven do wrong?
...
With the Scab Beast Demon Emperor leading them, they finally arrived at a small canyon.
The so-called cave was just slightly obscured at the entrance.
"Su Yue, are you sure this is a treasure and not just a bunch of unsorted garbage?"
Yang Lezhi swallowed and said.
Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang also shook their heads, faces full of disappointment.
You can’t blame Yang Lezhi for yelling; the scene before them was truly disheartening.
It was indeed a heap of garbage.
There were all sorts of broken weapons, many Choice Beast Hides already corroded, even skeletal remains full of holes, and various bizarre objects.
These items might have been valuable treasures in the past.
But now, piled together and eroded by the elements—filled with holes, covered in algae, sticky all over—if not garbage, then what?
Quack quack!
Quack quack!
The call of the Scab Beast Demon Emperor echoed, and its expression was somewhat selfless.
Bai Xiaolong and the others could understand the tone: This emperor generously gifts all these treasures to you.
"Brother-in-law, are we sure we’re not just doing free garbage transportation work?"
Yang Lezhi contemplated for a long time before expressing his sentiment.
Moreover, this mountain of trash is too big for them to carry away.
Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang also looked at Su Yue, some confusion in their minds.
"Shallow-minded, you only see the immediate gains, completely unaware of the potential significance of this garbage mountain."
At this moment, Zhao Qian’en spoke seriously.
"Old Garlic, what do you mean?"
Yang Lezhi asked, looking ashen-faced.
Could he turn waste into treasure?
"Although these items are severely corroded, 99% are unlikely to be used again.
"But do items useless to us truly hold no value?"
Zhao Qian’en stared at Yang Lezhi, seemingly questioning him.
"Well... what else could it be?"
Yang Lezhi looked puzzled.
If they’re garbage, they can only be discarded—what other use is there?
Sell them to a junk dealer?
"No sense of the bigger picture.
"If these items are given to the Divine Land Research Institute, they’d be invaluable treasure. The institute can analyze a lot of information about other races, such as combat strategies, weapon forging techniques, or even precious elixir recipes!
"Never underestimate the garbage in the Wetlands, especially in the Scab Beast Jungle. After all, many Grandmaster-level Martial Artists have died here."
Zhao Qian’en said earnestly.
This mountain of trash appears pointless, but with large enough quantities, some useful things can always be found.
Yang Lezhi felt somewhat ashamed.
He indeed lacked a broader perspective and didn’t immediately consider the Divine Land.
How selfish!
Embarrassed.
Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang felt fortunate they hadn’t spoken—for their thoughts aligned with Yang Lezhi’s.
Embarrassed!
"But even if they’re useful, there’s no way the few of us can carry them back."
Meng Yang raised a very practical issue.
"Currently, the path back to Earth is guarded by the alien forces in Jing Niao City, making it difficult to transport all these items in one go.
"Su Yue, could you negotiate with the Scab Beast Demon Emperor to have this batch stored here, and then once we sneak back, communicate with the secret agents of the Zhao Qi Corps to find a way to bring them back to Earth.
"We’ll have to give up this time, as we’re too few."
Zhao Qian’en said as he looked at Su Yue.
"Alright, I’ll ask!"
Quack quack!
Su Yue began negotiating in the language of demons with the Scab Beast Demon Emperor.
One has to admit, Zhao Qian’en’s plan is the most suitable.
This pile of garbage is no small matter—if the Research Institute finds a major discovery, it would definitely be a great achievement.
